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Entertaining Aircraft Story! This brand spanking new Airbus 340-600, the largest passenger airplane ever built, sits just outside its hangar in Toulouse , France without a single hour of airtime. Enter the Arab flight crew of Abu Dhabi Aircraft Technologies (ADAT) to conduct pre-delivery tests on the ground, such as engine run-ups, prior to delivery to Etihad Airways in Abu Dhabi . The ADAT crew taxied the A340-600 to the run-up area. Then they took all four engines to takeoff power with a virtually empty aircraft. Not having read the run-up manuals, they had no clue just how light an empty A340-600 really is. The takeoff warning horn was blaring away in the cockpit because they had All 4 engines at full power. The aircraft computers thought they were trying to take off, but it had not been configured properly (flaps/slats, etc..) Then one of the ADAT crew decided to pull the circuit breaker on the Ground Proximity Sensor to silence the alarm. This fools the aircraft into thinking it is in the air. The computers automatically released all the brakes and set the aircraft rocketing forward. The ADAT crew had no idea that this is a safety feature so that pilots can't land with the brakes on. Not one member of the seven-man Arab crew was smart enough to throttle back the engines from their max power setting, so the $200 million brand-new aircraft crashed into a blast barrier, totaling it. The extent of injuries to the crew is unknown due to the news blackout in the major media in France and elsewhere. Because........ Coverage of the story was deemed insulting to Muslim Arabs. Finally, the photos are starting to leak out. One French Airbus: $200 million dollars Untrained Arab Flight Crew: $300,000 Yearly Salary Unread Operating Manual:$300 Aircraft meets retaining wall and the wall wins. PRICELESS!!!

Sounds like we must develop a small turbocharger for the Mont just to get to base camp! Fact is that both humans and machines start having some real problems at over about 10,000 ft mark.

Take the red rattlecan(Krylon) to the stocker and you will likely look and ride better! Gasgas tried the VHST several years back it seems, but went away from them, problems roumoured. They were selling them as a replacement for the troublesome Mikuni's on the Beta's with some reports that they worked well. I cannot fathom why one would run ok initially then go downhill unless there was crap in it.???? I cannot fathom putting a 28 on a 250 either, as if you really need more power, why did you buy a 250 rather than a 290? The Kiehin(or OKO) is still a better mixer, yet more finiky! Take your pick on the OKO- 24-26-28-30mm! Long story made short, sounds as though I shall refrain from that experiment untill Paxau calls me with a solution and hell freezez over.

Top job Pat! Sure would be sweet to see an entry in the SSDT at some point!

Seems they have opted to put a bit more into the framework! Now can they----?

Entertaining Dog Story! Jasper and the Unbaked Yeast Rolls The person who wrote this is a good writer, which makes this story even better. Enjoy... We have a fox terrier by the name of Jasper. He came to us in the summer of 2001 from the fox terrier rescue program. For those of you, who are unfamiliar with this type of adoption, imagine taking in a 10 year old child about whom you know nothing and committing to doing your best to be a good parent. Like a child, the dog came with his own 20 idiosyncrasies. He will only sleep on the bed, on top of the covers, nuzzled as close to my face as he can get without actually performing a French kiss on me. Lest you think this is a bad case of 'no discipline,' I should tell you that Perry and I tried every means to break him of this habit including locking him in a separate bedroom for several nights. The new door cost over $200. But I digress. Five weeks ago we began remodeling our house. Although the cost of the project is downright obnoxious, it was 20 years overdue AND it got me out of cooking Thanksgiving for family, extended family, and a lot of friends that I like more than family most of the time. I was assigned the task of preparing 124 of my famous yeast dinner rolls for the two Thanksgiving feasts we did attend. I am still cursing the electrician for getting the new oven hooked up so quickly. It was the only appliance in the whole darn house that worked, thus the assignment. I made the decision to cook the rolls on Wed evening to reheat Thurs am. Since the kitchen was freshly painted, you can imagine the odor. Not wanting the rolls to smell like Sherwin Williams #586, I put the rolls on baking sheets and set them in the living room to rise for a few hours. Perry and I decided to go out to eat, returning in about an hour. The rolls were ready to go in the oven. It was 8:30 PM. When I went to the living room to retrieve the pans, much to my shock one whole pan of 12 rolls was empty. I called out to Jasper and my worst nightmare became a reality. He literally wobbled over to me. He looked like a combination of the Pillsbury doughboy and the Michelin Tire man wrapped up in fur. He groaned when he walked. I swear even his cheeks were bloated. I ran to the phone and called our vet. After a few seconds of uproarious laughter, he told me the dog would probably be OK, however, I needed to give him Pepto Bismol every 2 hours for the rest of the night. God only knows why I thought a dog would like Pepto Bismol any more than my kids did when they were sick. Suffice it to say that by the time we went to bed the dog was black, white and pink. He was so bloated we had to lift him onto the bed for the night. We arose at 7:30 and as we always do first thing; put the dog out to relieve himself. Well, the dog was as drunk as a sailor on his first leave. He was running into walls, falling flat on his butt and most of the time when he was walking his front half was going one direction and the other half was either dragging the grass or headed 90 degrees in another direction. He couldn't lift his leg to pee, so he would just walk and pee at the same time. When he ran down the small incline in our back yard he couldn't stop himself and nearly ended up running into the fence. His pupils were dilated and he was as dizzy as a loon. I endured another few seconds of laughter from the vet (second call within 12 hours) before he explained that the yeast had fermented in his belly and that he was indeed drunk. He assured me that, not unlike most binges we humans go through, it would wear off after about 4 or 5 hours and to keep giving him Pepto Bismol. Afraid to leave him by himself in the house, Perry and I loaded him up and took him with us to my sister's house for the first Thanksgiving meal of the day. My sister lives outside of Muskogee on a ranch, (10 to 15 minute drive). Rolls firmly secured in the trunk (124 less 12) and drunk dog leaning from the back seat onto the console of the car between Perry and I, we took off. Now I know you probably don't believe that dogs burp, but believe me when I say that after eating a tray of risen unbaked yeast rolls, DOGS WILL BURP. These burps were pure Old Charter. They would have matched or beat any smell in a drunk tank at the police station. But that's not the worst of it. Now he was beginning to fart and they smelled like baked rolls. God strike me dead if I am not telling the truth! We endured this for the entire trip to Karen's, thankful she didn't live any further away than she did. Once Jasper was firmly placed in my sister's garage with the door locked, we finally sat down to enjoy our first Thanksgiving meal of the day. The dog was the topic of conversation all morning long and everyone made trips to the garage to witness my drunken dog, each returning with a tale of Jasper's latest endeavor to walk without running into something. Of course, as the old adage goes, 'what goes in must come out' and Jasper was no exception. Granted if it had been me that had eaten 12 risen, unbaked yeast rolls, you might as well have put a concrete block up my behind, but alas a dog's digestive system is quite different from yours or mine. I discovered this was a mixed blessing when we prepared to leave Karen's house. Having discovered his 'packages' on the garage floor, we loaded him up in the car so we could hose down the floor. This was another naive decision on our part. The blast of water from the hose hit the poop on the floor and the poop on the floor withstood the blast from the hose. It was like Portland cement beginning to set up and cure. We finally tried to remove it with a shovel. I (obviously no one else was going to offer their services) had to get my hands and knees with a coarse brush to get the remnants off of the floor. And as if this wasn't degrading enough, the darn dog in his drunken state had walked through the poop and left paw prints all over the garage floor that had to be brushed too. Well, by this time the dog was sobering up nicely so we took him home and dropped him off before we left for our second Thanksgiving dinner at Perry's sister's house. I am happy to report that as of today (Monday) the dog is back to normal both in size and temperament. He has had a bath and is no lo n ger tricolor. None the worse for wear I presume. I am also happy to report that just this evening I found 2 risen unbaked yeast rolls hidden inside my closet door. It appears he must have come to his senses after eating 10 of them but decided hiding 2 of them for later would not be a bad idea. Now, I'm doing research on the computer as to: 'How to clean unbaked dough from the carpet.' And how was your day?

I am not quite sure just how popular these things are becoming. Seems mainly the top lads running them. As they still seem very similar to the stock carb, many of the same principals should apply. So what jets are you running? Where did you source it? Does the seller have recommendations? Possibly you just have a new carb with mfg slag that needs cleaning? I think Splatshop sells them, might call, and if you are lucky, maybe MRS knows something they will tell. Probably most settings will be for a 290, not a 250, yet should not make much difference. Symptoms?

Nice pics!

Well, judging from the timing of your posts, I suspect you could have made a phone call to your dealer and got a quicker response. Seems I recall a slightly different quantity spec on the Scorpa Paioli forks vs the Sherco, yet at the same time it may be insignificant. As far as your big ass goes, you may want to up to 7.5 grade if you are bottoming them out a lot on the downs. Your pick for plush ride or what suits!

Sounds as though you are doing well at it! Now you really need to do those steering head bearings as well!

Not sure, but at that price I think I would call and ask!

You cannot put a price on the fun factor of a 4T!!!! Whisper quiet the Beta is!

Looks like it will work fine!

Scorpa was smooth down low, yet had no guts (big torque) on hand down there, as the Beta does have more off the bottom. Yet finding the sweet spot of slipping the chutch while the revs are still building is an art on a 4T. Review the clips of Bou for tidy examples on 4T tecnique! Ray P. has it down pretty well on his. Keeping just enough in the throttle to keep pulling.

I have heard nothing about special plates, yet I will tell you to get both steel and fibre as a new set!

If you can just get some lubricant to the lower shock joint it usually settles things. Although those sleve things do seem rather soft material, the dogbone links do not seem overstressed neccessarily(like the brake), it just seems the poor seals on the expensive HK bearings let crap in and things go downhill from there, so even with fancy sleves things will go to hell if not properly cleaned and re-lubed with a good grease. The sleve things are cheap, and far too much for me to try to manufacture in the shed, no less a nitride process. You really need to disassemble and inspect the stuff to see the condition of it all, would not worry too much with the shock at this point. As for mcman56's experiment, I still like it and find it of interist as he states that it does indeed work without too much stiction. I myself would be inclined to start off with a bit simpler process of just a plain oilite bearing with the standard inserts and grease them well. Yet occasional maintenance may still be required, the severe corrosion of the bearings and surfaces should be greatly reduced in themselves, much like the pedal. Oh, they all have play from new! Maybe 3-5mm at the end of the swingarm if I guess. M2C

Was that from RYP?

Well Billy, all I have seen has been really good on these bikes, yet they are different. Seems to me there are two modes of operation on the 4T's, chug about, or rev, slip and pop if you need it, but you gotta think ahead to get the revs in first. Which is another reason the clutch needs to be right, I would do the Dan Williams polish on them just to smooth things, as there is virtue in it! RL seemed to like the light spring in the carb to quicken things up a bit. Seems his older bike perked up with the different muff on it, yet do not know if the trade is neccessary.

I had sort of the same issues on my '03 290, as there is a large gap between 3 and 4 gears, and working them on the loop can be dodgey. I tried the 9T on the front, but it took too much off the first three and I used 2 and 3 for everything. Going back to the 10 front and going to 44 rear seemed the best trade and still kept 1 usable and made 5 more usable on fast trails. the math on the ratios : 10/42= 4.2:1 9/42= 4.66:1 Big change! 10/44= 4.4:1 Right in the middle! For some reason, the '06 and up bikes seen to have better low end torque to pull the standard gearing without much issue. The '03 I had was a bit pipey!

That is because, It is!

Yes , Billy, there is a better way, as to click on the "insert link" button up top(right the smileys) after copying it, post it, then title it. Play with it, it works well. Looks like fun there, you can still ride better then me! And those seem a good bike for sure! Now go get used to it, as your timing is off a bit, yet you could become dangerous on that thing!

Yea Gizza, can you PM me the answers, cause I don't have a friggin clue where to even look!

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